10 comments/ 135467 views/ 117 favorites Nanny for a Week Ch. 01 By: Yesarub Anna watched as her two young children hugged her sister. Kelly was kneeling down to their height, had them both scooped in her arms, and gave each a big smooch on their cheeks. "Bye, Mommy. Bye, Aunt Kelly!" "See you after school, Aunt Kelly!" With those parting words, the kids ran down the driveway and into the waiting school bus. Their little cherub faces soon appeared at the bus windows, and they waved their hands frantically. Anna and Kelly both waved back as the bus rumbled off. Anna turned toward her sister, taking both hands in hers. "Sis, thank you so much for staying here this week. I can't tell you what a relief it is, knowing you'll be here for the kids after school." "Oh, no problem, hon" Kelly said. "I'm going to have fun with those two!" To any passerby on the street, the pair were unmistakably sisters. They both had thin, athletic builds, smooth, olive skin, brown-eyes and long, dark hair. Anna was older by four years, a high-powered, marketing executive. She was dressed the part: black pencil skirt, matching jacket and white blouse. The leather belt cinched around her waist accented her slim hips and long torso. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and came midway down her back. In contrast, Kelly looked like she had just tumbled out of bed. She had. She was wearing tight grey sweatpants, a pair of tank tops, one black and one pink, layered one atop the other. She wore no makeup, and her curvy brown hair came cascading down over her shoulders. She was a few inches shorter than Anna, but slightly more curvy. "When does your flight leave?" Kelly asked. Anna looked at her watch. "In about two hours. The airport limo will be here soon. Come on back inside, and I'll go over the schedule." "Airport limo? Why isn't Steve driving you to the airport?" Steve was Anna's husband. They had been married for the past seven years. He was a construction foreman. Kelly thought that was a big contrast to Anna's jet-setting, executive lifestyle. "Oh heavens, no. I can't get that man out of bed any earlier than 8:00 am. Honestly, the kids will be fine, Steve is going to be your biggest trouble this week. He HATES getting up in the morning. I usually start waking him up as soon as the kids are out the door, but I have to nag him every 5 minutes until he gets moving." Anna strode to the foot of the stairs and bellowed, "STEVE! IT'S PAST SEVEN O'CLOCK -- TIME TO GET UP!" Kelly heard a loud groan from upstairs and giggled. Anna frowned at her. "Why don't you just buy him an alarm clock?" Kelly asked. "No way," Anna help up one finger and waggled it back and forth. "Never again. You know those commercials where the guy smashes the blaring alarm clock with a hammer? That's Steve. He destroyed the last three alarm clocks I bought by smashing them on the floor or throwing them against the wall. There is still a big dent in one of the walls from his last morning rage." Kelly yelped, "Yikes!" Anna patted her arm. "Don't worry, he'll behave for you. But seriously, every five minutes, yell up the stairs. If you don't, he'll sleep in and be late for work." Anna's high-heels clattered across the floor as Kelly followed her into the kitchen. "Ok, you saw the routine we did with the kids. I have their routine written down in here, too," Anna tapped the top of a small notebook on the kitchen table. "They fetch their own breakfast, but you'll need to make their lunches. The afternoon bus drops them off at 2:35. You shouldn't need to do any grocery shopping. I bought enough for the next week. Dinner menu for each night is here on the counter, but feel free to mix any old thing together if you don't want to follow it. I bought some things to barbeque, so Steve can help with the cooking a couple nights. He's hopeless in the kitchen, but fantastic on the grill." A car horn tooted from the front yard. Anna pulled back a curtain and peered outside. "My ride," she turned to Kelly. "How do I look?" "Sensational, sis." Kelly gave her sister a hug. "You have fun at the conference, and don't worry! I'll take good care of Steve and the munchkins." "Don't do all of the work," Anna scolded. "Make sure Steve helps you around the house, too." "I will," Kelly promised, following Anna to the door. The limo driver had already grabbed Anna's suitcases from the front stoop and loaded them into the trunk. He was standing by the sedan, waiting to open the rear door for Anna. Kelly sized him up appreciatively. He was young, probably just out of college -- or more likely paying for college with this limo job, Kelly thought. She liked men in uniform, and this one had that athletic, sexy, confident look that she loved so much. She watched as the driver opened the door for her sister, and then caught him gazing a bit too lingeringly at Anna's ass and her long legs as she settled into the car. "Ahem!" Kelly coughed. The driver snapped back upright looked at Kelly, then blushed profusely. As he moved around to his side of the car, Anna's window rolled down. "Don't forget, you are Steve's snooze control. Every 5 minutes!" Kelly laughed. "Go impress people! And get your driver's phone number, he's cute!" Kelly noticed the driver's face turn a brighter shade of red as he quickly climbed into the front seat. Kelly waved as the car backed down the driveway. After the limo drove off, she stood for a few minutes, basking in the warm morning sun. She thought to herself, it's nice here "in the burbs". Kelly lived about an hour away in the city; she was not accustomed to the quiet. The sun was shining, birds were chirpping, and a young couple waved as they jogged by the house. "Good morning, Anna!" The man called out. Kelly and her older sister were often mistaken for each other at all but family functions. Kelly waved back, and admired the man's sexy butt as he jogged down the street with his companion (girlfriend? Wife? Kelly didn't know, but his butt was cute). The female punched the man in the shoulder, and Kelly heard her say in a high-pitched, mocking tone, "Good morning, Anna." Kelly grinned. "Yep, I could get used to life in the 'burbs," Kelly laughed. Back inside the house, Kelly stopped at the foot of the stairs. She was just about to yell up to Steve, then decided that was silly. She would just go upstairs and wake him. Kelly had been in her sister's house dozens of times. She knew the layout well. Up the stairs, kids rooms and her "guest room" on the left, master bedroom on the right. Kelly jogged up the stairs, and turned right. Just inside the bedroom door, however, she stopped abruptly. Steve was in bed, sound asleep. He was wearing one of those ridiculous-looking sleep masks, the kind you place over your eyes to block out sunlight. But that's not what stopped her fast. Her brother was sleeping in the nude. At least, it appeared so. The sheets were drawn midway up his stomach, but that was enough to give Kelly quite an eyeful. Construction work agreed with Steve, and he had an amazing body. He was tan, lean and muscled everywhere. Kelly had long admired his bulging biceps when he wore those tight-fitting T-shirts at family gatherings, but this was the first time she'd seen him topless. And oh, what a sight. She knew she should turn around, walk right back down those stairs, and hollar up from the bottom. Instead, she crept forward for a closer look. Steve's pecks were firm and smooth, his stomach rippled and tone. Half in amusement, half in wonder, Kelly grabbed a handful of bedsheet and started tugging it down. As more of Steve's sculpted abdomen came into view, Kelly's pulse quickened. She wasn't sure if she was going to be disappointed or relieved if Steve was wearing underwear to bed. When the tip of Steve's cock came into view, Kelly gasped. At first it was just the head, circumcised, lovely and pink. Then inch by inch, as she slowly pulled the bed sheet off, more of Steve's cock came into sight. Kelly marveled at it's size. It wasn't just big ... it was HUGE. "And he isn't even erect yet," she murmured. 'And what do you mean by that word 'yet', Kelly Ann Melo!' Her conscience scolded. 'You cover that up right now and head back downstairs this instant.' But Kelly was riveted in place. She continued to admire Steve's thick, meaty cock. She wanted to go in for a closer look. Kelly paused, listening carefully. Steve's breathing hadn't changed. He was still sound asleep. She knelt down by the side of the bed, almost in reverence. 'Oh, it's a beast!' Kelly thought to herself. Kelly leaned in closer to inhale the scent of Steve's manhood. Mesmerized and not fully conscious of what she was doing, Kelly leaned forward. She licked her lips. She listened again for Steve's steady breathing. Then Kelly stuck out her tongue and licked her brother's cock. It wasn't a short dab of her tongue. No, it was a long, slow lick, from the base of his shaft, all the way to the tip. Kelly moaned. She loved cocks. She loved everything about them. She loved the heft of them in her palm, how they felt sliding down her throat, and of course how they felt between her legs. Kelly paused, admiring the now glistening cock. She seemed to have lost sight of the fact that this particular cock was attached to her brother. Kelly moved her mouth back down to the base of his shaft ... and did it again: one long steady lick from the base of his balls, up along every delicious inch of his shaft, ending at the very tip. "Mmmmmmmmm, " Kelly moaned softly, feeling her nipples getting harder beneath her tang tops. Steve's cock was getting thicker, longer and fatter, too, as blood rushed to it. Kelly marveled at how this simple act of licking had such a powerful effect. 'Ok,' her conscience chided her. 'You've had your fun. He hasn't woken up, now go.' Kelly steadfastly ignored her conscience,hooked both thumbs into the waistbands of her sweatpants and panties, and slid them off with one swift motion. She slipped out of her sneakers, too, and climbed onto the king-size bed. She was naked, all but her tank tops. 'What are you doing, girl?' she thought as she reached out and tentatively gripped Steve's cock. She was barely able to get her small fingers wrapped around it's girth. "Ok, just a little taste," Kelly said. She took Steve's cock into her mouth. Her lips tightened around the shaft, and she sucked on it. Her tongue danced across the vein of his cock and teased the bulbous head. Oh, how she loved the feel of wrapping her lips around a nice, circumcised penis! Then it happened. It was bound to, sooner or later. Steve stirred and his hand came down on the back of Kelly's head. Kelly froze. The seconds that passed seemed like eternity. "Don't stop, Anna," Steve whispered hoarsely. 'Oh god, he's awake and thinks I'm Anna,' Kelly thought, panicing. 'Well, of course he would. Who else would be in his bed?" Kelly knew what she was doing was wrong. More than wrong, it was wicked! Kelly risked a turn of her head. Glancing up, she saw that Steve had not removed the mask. 'He doesn't know it's me,' she reasoned with herself. Kelly figured she had another 30-minutes before Steve needed to be out the door. Time enough. Kelly started to bob her head up and down on her brother's cock. Furthermore, now that Steve was awake, Kelly no longer needed to be quiet. She made big, wet, slurpy sounds, sealing her lips tightly around his dick and sucking so hard that her cheeks caved inward. She pulled Steve deep into her throat. Deeper and deeper, until his breath came out with a wooosh. "Jesus, Anna," he gasped. Steve's fingers knotted in her hair, encouraging her to continue. While sucking on her brother's cock, Kelly started fingering her pussy. She was dripping, horny as Hell, and desperately needed to cum. Then she had an idea. She lifted her mouth off Steve's cock, then with one swift motion, kicked one leg over and straddled him. Kneeling above Steve, Kelly looked down at his long glistening cock, drenched from her saliva. She laid his cocks down flat on his belly, then lowered her pussy down over his prick. At the first contact against her slit, Kelly's whole body trembled. She pushed down harder. 'This isn't cheating,' Kelly thought to herself. 'I am just going to rub against him until I cum.' Kelly's pussy was very wet, and as she moved her waist forward, she glided smoothly across the length of Steve's cock. Steve moaned. "Oh, this is better," Kelly whimpered softly. She leaned forward, arching her back and tilting her pelvis downward. At this angle, she was able to press her clit against Steve's shaft, sending shivers up and down her spine. Between her legs, she could feel Steve's cock plowing her petals apart. Her breath quickened as she slowly slid her body forward and back. "Oh, Anna," Steve moaned, "That's good." Kelly bit her lip, trying to ignore the fact that Steve kept calling her sister's name. 'I just need to cum and get out,' she thought. 'If he doesn't see me, I can convince him later that it was Anna all along -- that I had just arrived a few minutes ago as Anna was leaving. And it's not cheating, because we're not having sex.' Kelly looked down at Steve. He was still wearing the face mask, but his eyebrows were furled in concentration. His hands were on either side of her hips, and he was actively helping her slide back and forth. "Oh God," she whispered. Kelly's body shuddered as she saw Steve become a more active participant. His bicep and shoulder muscles flexed with the effort of sliding her body back and forth. Kelly closed her eyes, feeling herself build slowly toward a climax. Each time Steve pulled her forward, she would grind her clit down against his throbbing, massive dick. "Ohhhhhhh," she sighed. Steve grabbed the bottoms of her tank top and started to pull them up over her head. Kelly was about to stop him but realized that might result in questions she wouldn't be able to answer. She let him pull both tops off, first one then the other. His hands immediately cupped her breasts, squeezing the rock hard nipples between his fingers. Kelly knew this was getting more and more dangerous. She was at least a full-cup larger than her sister. Would Steve notice? "Oh, god, Anna, you're nipples are so hard." She couldn't take it any more. "Steve, I'm really close to cumming, but you're ruining it for me by calling Anna's name all the time." As soon as those words came out, Kelly covered her mouth with both hands. Steve let go of her boobs and jerked the facemask off his head. And there was his sister, naked, on top of him. "Kelly, what the --" "Shhhh," she said, putting a finger to his lips, and rocking back and forth on him more earnestly. "It's ok, it's not sex. I'm just -- ohhhhh -- just rubbing against you. Unnnh! I'm so close." Kelly closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She was quickening her pace. "Kelly..." Steve started in again. She was so close now, right on the edge. If he would just shut the fuck up, she could get off. Literally. Then she would get off him and they'd be done. "Not sex," Kelly gasped. "It's just rubbing. Oh shit, right there." Kelly wasn't sure if she had fully convinced Steve, but he stopped talking. That was good. That was very good. She kept her eyes closed as she ground herself against him, harder and faster. On one of her forward movements, Kelly slid a little too far. In fact, she slid completely off Steve's cock. She reflexively arched her back, pushed her hips down and slid backwards. But rather than just slide up along the surface of Steve's cock, the head of his penis slipped inside her. "Kelly?" Steve growled in a low warning tone. "I know, I know, I know." Kelly gasped. She was so close to climax, she didn't want to stop that pressure against her clit. She started sliding back, but that just pushed more of Steve's cock inside her. "Oh, shit, you're inside me," she told him, as if she had nothing to do with it. She opened her eyes and looked down at him. His eyes met hers questioningly. Kelly tilted her pelvis up and back, thinking that Steve would slide out. Instead, it just raised his pole. She was still impaled upon it. "I might need a little help," she said, hoping he could just lift her up a little. Then his cock would slap down and she could start humping against it again. Steve's hands were at his sides. Rather than lift her hips up, he started to slowly push Kelly's knees apart. This had the opposite effect of what Kelly wanted,spreading her open, causing her to sink down lower, and take more of his great, big cock inside her. "Shit, shit, shit," Kelly exclaimed each word in rapid sequence. Now, nearly half impaled on her brother, it was Kelly's turn to look questioningly at Steve. One of his hands moved up along her thigh. It caressed the slender curve of her waist, then slid over her round bottom. Slowly, purposefully, Steve started to push Kelly down onto his cock. "Oh. My. God," she said, feeling more and more of her brother push inside her. Steve continued to push Kelly down onto him. When she was halfway down his shaft, Kelly dug her fingernails into Steve's pecks, and lifted herself off him just slightly, a faint and feeble protest. Steve push Kelly's rump downward again. "You're so big," Kelly whimpered, "you're splitting me in two." But Kelly let him push her down again, taking more of his massive penis inside her. It felt so good getting her cunt filled so completely, at last. Inch by inch, she slid down. Her trembled as she lifted her hips slightly. Then, without Steve's coaxing, Kelly immediately sunk back down again. Kelly exhaled, then repeated the motion, lifting herself up, then sinking back down. She started to work herself up and down. Her entire body trembled as she fucked Steve harder and deeper with each rocking motion. Steve did little but watch the sweet twist of emotions on her face. "Oh, god, Steve. I'm..." Kelly bit her lip, her whole body convulsing. "I'm cumming. Oh, yes. YESSSSSS! OH MY GOD!!" Kelly rocked her body back and forth, slamming onto Steve's cock, digging her fingernails into his chest and sobbing uncontrollably. As she rode the final wave of her orgasm, she collapsed onto Steve's chest, sucking in big gasps of air. "I'm sorry," Kelly whispered into Steve's neck. "I couldn't help myself. I had to." Kelly kissed his neck, nuzzling him. For his part, Steve hadn't said anything yet. "Anna said you had a hard time getting up in the morning," she tried to explain. "I wanted to see how hard it was. I mean ... " She waited, for what seemed an impossibly long moment. "If this is how you plan to wake me up every morning," Steve replied finally, "We're going to have to an amazing week together." Kelly squealed, and clamped her pussy around him tight. "Oh my god, yes," she whispered, "Like this all fucking week!" Kelly could still feel him, thick and incredibly hard in her cunt. She squeezed the walls of her vagina, clamping around him. She realized he hadn't cum yet, but was determined to change that. Just then, her cellphone rang. "Shit," she said, scrambling off her brother, rolling over to the side of the bed. She reached down to grab her phone from the pocket of her sweatpants. "Don't answer it," Steve said, rolling onto his side and admiring her curves as she leaned over the bed. She had an amazing ass, and from this angle he got a tantalizing view of her wet and swollen pussy. The phone rang again. Kelly recognized the custom ring tone. It was Anna. "Shit, shit, shit," she said again. She flopped onto her back, and motioned for Steve to be quiet by putting a finger to her lips. Then she tapped the answer button. Nanny for a Week Ch. 01 "Hey, Anna, what's up?" She put emphasis on her sisters name, so Steve would know who was on the phone. Steve raised his eyebrow, but otherwise made no motion or sound. He could hear Anna talking through the tinny speakers, but couldn't quite make out what she was saying. His attention drifted to Kelly's breasts, and in particular, her hard, swollen nipples. He leaned forward to take one in his mouth, while cupping the other in his palm. "Your flight is cancelled?" Kelly said, her voice slightly alarmed. She repeated what Anna had just said, not because the connection was bad, but because she wanted Steve to hear it, too. What if Anna had turned around and was on her way back home? Steve was doing the most amazing thing with his tongue and teeth and fingers, but she tried to get him to stop. She was struck by the moral wrongness of the situation, talking with her sister on the phone while naked in bed with the woman's husband. "You're trying to get a new flight?" Again she repeated what Anna said, more for Steve's benefit. Kelly was squirming now, trying to fend Steve off with her free hand. Steve took her hand by the wrist, to keep her from swatting him. He pinned it down by her side, then started to kiss and lick a trail from one boob to the other. Clearly he didn't have the same moral sense of wrongness Kelly did. Kelly squirmed, partly from frustration, partly from arousal. "Stop," she whispered, half-heartedly. Steve did not stop. Instead, he started to kiss and lick a trail down across the flat of her tummy. "Where am I?" Kelly repeated the question Anna asked her aloud. How should she answer that? Meanwhile, Steve wasn't making it easy for her to think. He was slowly kissing his way to the damp between her legs. "I'm upstairs in your bedroom," she blurted out. Steve paused, looking up at Kelly's horrified expression. Kelly realized what she had said only too late. "I just made the kids' beds and now I'm making yours?" she recovered weakly. Steve chuckled, and started kissing his way to Kelly's shaved mound. She squirmed more and tried to free her hand, but Steve held her fast. "Where is Steve?" Again Kelly repeated the question Anna had asked. Steve lapped the lips of Kelly's wet pussy slowly. "Ohhh," Kelly arched her back, the phone dropping away from her lips momentarily as she moaned. "He went down," she said, bringing the phone back to her mouth and speaking into it quickly. "He went down ... to get something to eat." Steve laughed, but it was muffled as he planted his face between her legs. Kelly bit her lips as Steve started to lick and lap at her cunt hungrily. Whatever moral sense Kelly had developed at the start of the call faded quickly. She spread her legs apart and pushed down on her calves. Her hips thrust up slightly to give Steve greater access to the juncture between her thighs. Sensing Kelly was no longer struggling against him, Steve let go of her wrist. Kelly lifted the back of her free hand to her forehead, closed her eyes, and tried to concentrate on what Anna was saying. Meanwhile, Steve was sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy. She heard and felt him lapping up the love juices from her earlier orgasm. Kelly held the phone away as her body shuddered. An uncontrolled moan escaped her mouth. She brought the phone back to her ear, and tried to listen to what Anna was saying. "Thomas?" she said, "Who is Thomas?" Kelly thought that her sister had said something about a parked car and a phone number for Thomas. "Oooooooooh," Kelly moaned, as Steve's tongue found her clit. Did she want Thomas's phone number? That's what Anna asked. Thomas was the limo driver. But Kelly was finding it very hard to listen right now. She was distracted by what her brother was doing to her clit. "Yes," she said, looking down between her legs and making eye contact with Steve. "I love that." Kelly realized she was talking info the phone and said, "Get it for me. Can you? I'd love that." She put the phone down, and leaned up on both elbows. She reached down, slid her fingers through Steve's hair, and held his face to her cunt while he alternated between tongue-lashing her clit and thrusting his tongue down her pussy. Kelly tossed her head back and moaned, she fumbled for the phone and opened her eyes long enough to tap the mute and speaker buttons. Anna was prattling something about how when a girl is pressed into a tight situation, she will find a way. Kelly heard none of it. Her breath was coming out in rapid gasps now as she clenched her buttocks and lifted herself off the bed. She was grinding herself against the stubble of Steve's cheek and chin as he ate her pussy out. "Oh. Yah... there. My god, yes!" For the second time that morning, Kelly's whole body quivered, then trembled, then shook violently. This orgasm swept through her stronger than the first. What started as soft, cooing, whispers soon became uncontrolled screaming. "Oh, fuck. YES. YESSSSSS!" "Are you there?" she heard Anna's voice on the speaker. She grabbed the phone flipped it off mute, and said breathlessly, "You got his number?" "Mmbffth, of course," Anna laughed on the other end of the phone. "I, ummm, ahh ... I teased it out of him." Anna sounded smug. Kelly flipped off the speaker and lifted the phone to her ear. She lifted Steve's chin, looked him in the eye and said into the phone, "That was great. Really great. Amazing great. Thank you." Steve grinned, then wiped his chin with a bed sheet. "Quite alright, sis," her sister said, thinking the words were meant for her. "My pleasure, actually." Kelly's heart was still pounding in her ears, but she heard a strange sound on the phone. It sounded like gurgling and sucking noises. She strained to listen. There was more gurgling and smacking noises. "Anna?" The noises stopped. "No problem, sis. Anything for you." She heard her sister giggle, and then could have swore she heard someone groan right into the speaker. "Mmmmmmmmm!" What was happening? Kelly was about to ask Anna if she was ok, when Steve rose up to kneel between her legs. Kelly looked down at his cock, and the question she was about to ask Anna was all but forgotten. Kelly watched as Steve rubbed his dick over her mound. "I'm going to have to part--" Anna said something that Kelly couldn't quite hear, before speaking back into the phone. "Soon. Make sure my husband gets off to work on time." Steve was sliding the tip of his moistened cock between Kelly's pussy lips, teasing her. "Don't worry, sis." Kelly said. "I will make sure Steve gets off." Steve growled softly, lifting Kelly's legs to his shoulders. She looked up into his eyes, begging him. She didn't have to speak her desire out loud. Steve started to slowly push his cock down, angling into her. Kelly gasped. In this position, with her legs up on his shoulders, he felt even larger, if that was possible. There was a moan. Kelly wasn't sure if that was something she had done or something she heard on the phone. Leaning his shoulders forward, Steve slowly folded Kelly in half. Her ankles came closer toward her head, and as they did, more and more of Steve's massive dick pushed into her. "Anna?" she whispered. "Yes?" Anna whispered back. "I better get to that now," Kelly said. "Getting Steve off. To work I mean." Kelly couldn't help but moan, like a fucking bitch in heat. But it sounded to her like Anna was moaning to. "Okay," Anna said. She sounded a little out of breath. "I need to get off, too. Gotta finish my ride before my next flight. Love you, I'll call." Kelly hung up the phone and flung it across the room. "You are so fucking tight!" Steve growled. "Oh God," Kelly cried, feeling her third orgasm of the morning welling up inside her. Steve felt Kelly bucking her hips, pushing him up off the bed. He marveled at the strength of her abdomen muscles. She was trying to speed the pace, but he was in the position of control. She focused her eyes on his and tried to delay her orgasm, but it just overwhelmed her. Her eyes closed, her vagina clenched around him tightly, and she bit down on the back of her hand to keep from screaming. "FUCK," Kelly screamed deliriously. "SO BIG. SO FUCKING BIG. OH MY FUCKING GAWWWWWWWWD." The orgasm shattered threw her at that moment, shooting in wave after wave of tidal explosions. Steve could feel her the walls of her vagina grip and release, milking his cock. When the sensations subsided, Kelly looked up into Steve's eyes. "How do you do that?" she asked. "How do you make me cum so easily?" Steve started to pull his hips back, slowly sliding his cock out of her. Kelly moaned softly. "Please," she whispered. "Please, what?" Steve asked, teasing her. His cock was almost completely out of her dripping snatch. Only the tip was pushing her pussy lips apart. "I'm not sure I can do that again so soon." And she wasn't. Kelly had just experienced three of the most intense orgasms of her life, each more powerful than the one before it. Her pussy was sore and raw. Steve slowly pushed his massive cock inside her. "OH, FUCK!" Kelly screamed. He started pumping his cock in and out of her, slowly at first, then faster as her body started to match his rhythms. Soon, the room was filled with the slap, slap, slap noises of their fucking. Those noises were soon drowned out by Kelly's screams. "Yeah, yeah, right there ... OH FUCK, YES!!" Kelly glanced over at her reflection in the full length mirror. Here she was, in her sister's wedding bed, with her sister's husband, while he fucked her senseless. And she loved it. It was so wrong but that just made her all the more excited by the forbidden act. "Oh, fuck my pussy good," she begged. "Pound it inside me. Harder. HARDER!" Steve was indeed pounding her, pulling his cock out nearly entirely, then ramming it back in. Kelly was meeting his thrusts earnestly, clenching at his buttocks with both hands, and trying to ram him in harder. Both of them were soon covered in a sheen of sweat. "Cum inside me," Kelly begged. "I want to feel your cum." Steve grunted, and started to pound her harder. Suddenly, finally, Steve exploded. Kelly became a whole lot wetter, and she could feel her brother pumping and pumping deep inside her womb. Her own orgasm shattered through her at that moment. "Oh, god. Oh, yes. FUCK ME! FUCK ME! SO BIG!! FUCKYESSSSSS!" Stars exploded behind Kelly's tightly-shut eyes. If she had been able to see out the bedroom window, Kelly might have been embarrassed at the sight of the young jogging couple, on the way back from their run, listening to her screams of ecstasy through the screen window. Kelly's whole body was still trembling as Steve eased back, unfolding her, letting her wrap her legs around him, then laying down all upon her. Kelly brought his face down to hers and kissed him. They kissed with mutual desire. "Oh my god," Kelly whispered, when they finally both came up for air. "This," she said weekly. "THIS! All fucking week!" Nanny for a Week Ch. 02 Less than 15 minutes from the house, Anna received the text alert from the airline on her travel app: her flight had been canceled. "Shit," Anna cursed softly. "Problem, Ms. Roberts?" Anna lifted her attention from her smartphone and caught her driver's eyes in the rear view mirror. They were light blue. "Flight just got canceled," she muttered, looking back to her phone. Anna swiped the screen pattern that would speed-dial her assistant. Stephanie answered on the first ring. "Good morning, Anna," Stephanie's lilting voice was immediately reassuring. Anna knew Stephanie would already be in the office, getting ready for the day. "Stephanie, my flight has been canceled," Anna said. "Can you get me booked on the next available?" "Oh, drat. Ok, let's see," Anna heard the audible clatter of keys as Stephanie typed away at her keyboard. "There is an 11:05 flight. That's in a couple hours. I'll work to get you on that one. Give me a few minutes to confirm, I'll call you right back." "Thanks, Stephanie. You're a lifesaver." Anna looked out the side window absently. She watched the world pass by as she mentally planned changes to the rest of her day. She'd be arriving later, but still well before the conference registration opened. She'd have to reschedule her "lunch meeting" with Paul. That was unfortunate. She had been fantasizing about having his big, black cock buried deep in her pussy ever since-- "Flight canceled?" Anna's lustful thoughts were interrupted by her driver's question. "Yes," Anna said, with annoyance. "Looks that way." "Do you want me to turn around and take you back home?" "No. I'd like you to still take me to the airport. My secretary is trying to get me on the next flight. Would you mind if I kept you a little later this morning? I'd like to hold you until she's able to confirm one way or the other about getting me on the next flight." "No problem at all, Ms. Roberts. You can hold me as long as you like!" Anna raised one eyebrow and looked at him in the mirror. "You're my only fare this morning. I can stay as long as you need." "That would be wonderful," Anna smiled at him sweetly. Her mind still had a vision of herself, lying on her back, atop the hotel bed, legs spread wide, with a tall, thin and muscular black man pounding into her. She had her arms wrapped around him, and was holding on to him tight, clawing with her fingernails as he thrust into her mercilessly. His name was Paul. He was one of the sexy, up and coming execs on the sales team. She had been flirting with him outrageously for the past couple of weeks. When she found out that he was on the short list of leaders attending this conference, she had proposed a "lunch meeting" date with him. She was certain he didn't know her intentions were for that lunch date to be in her hotel room, but trusted that he wouldn't mind. "We can park in the cell phone lot until you get the call," her driver's comment interrupted her thoughts again. Anna squirmed in her seat. Those lusty thoughts had her juices flowing, and her nipples aching and hard. The cell phone lot was a small parking lot adjacent to the airport property. Parking was free there. It was a place where families who were coming to pick up their loved ones could wait until the plane landed. Then, when they got a call, they could drive directly to the pick-up area. It helped reduced congestion at the arrivals section, and cut down on cars continuously circling the airport. Anna watched her driver's eyes in the rear view mirror. They were looking in her direction, but he was not making direct eye contact. Instead, he seemed to be staring down ... at her chest. Of course. Anna was a healthy 34C breast size, and was quite used to men glancing "down there". Some professional woman took great offense at a man's inability to stare at their boobs, but Anna was always amused -- even thrilled -- by it. Men were so predictable, and they were all the same. When her driver became distracted by traffic on the road, Anna quickly undid the two top buttons on her blouse. She turned her shoulders from side to side slightly. The top of her white, frilly bra could now be seen more than occasionally. As she twisted side to side, that familiar thrill came to her full force. She caught her driver grab a quick peek. His eyes grew wide, startled, and then he glanced up to see if she had noticed. She had, and she smiled brightly at him. "What's your name?" Anna asked. "Thomas," he replied, eyes back to the road. "Nice to meet you, Thomas." Anna fumbled in her purse for a mirror and lipstick. This one was labeled powder pink. As Anna smoothed the cosmetic over her lush, full lips, she could see Thomas stealing more glances in the rearview mirror. His eyes moved up and down in the mirror, as he tried to take all of her lovely vision in. He also tugged nervously at his tie. Anna loved doing this to men: making them fidget. For his part, Thomas WAS fidgeting. Here was the most sexy, incredibly gorgeous woman, in the back of his car. And he had just noticed, for the first time, Anna's wedding ring. He didn't realize how he had missed it before -- it was huge, and glittered brilliantly on her finger. So the girl back there at the house, the one that said he was cute ... that wasn't a roommate then. "My sister thinks you're cute, Thomas." Thomas glanced back to see her finishing the makeup, pressing her lips tightly together, and then licking them slowly. "Ahhh, well ...", Thomas swallowed, not quite sure what to say. "Here we are." Thomas pulled the large sedan into the cell phone lot. Anna's original flight was one of the first departures of the day, so at this early hour, the cell phone lot was empty. There were no arriving flights to wait on. Thomas drove the car to a spot near the front middle of the lot and parked. "How long shall we wait, Ms. Roberts?" he asked. "Long enough, I hope." Anna purred the innuendo softly, knowing he couldn't hear it. She smoothed her skirt down over her legs, bumping them against the front seat. "Enough legroom?" Thomas asked. He chided himself for neglecting this small point earlier. Anna Roberts, he recalled, was a tall woman. He should have moved the seat forward long ago, even if it meant an uncomfortable ride for him. His finger nudged the button on the side panel. A motor made a whirring sound, and the front seat slid forward. Anna had plenty of legroom before, but now she could stretch her legs out even more. Thomas over compensated, moving the seat too far forward. She heard him grunt as his knees got locked up under the steering wheel. He clicked the button, and the seat started to slide slowly back. "Thomas ... why don't you slide that all the way up, and then come back here with me. I'll have more leg room and you'll be more comfortable, too." Thomas paused. "Well, Ms. Roberts, we're really not supposed to ..." "Please, call me Anna." "Well, Anna, I'm not supposed to--" Anna started to take off her black jacket. As she did so, Thomas get a plentiful view of her cleavage, and more, as her shirt opened slightly. She had wonderfully large breasts. She wore a partially transparent white bra with frilly, lace patterns. He could even see evidence of her nipples, pressing hard against the fabric of her bra. "Please do," Anna requested again, patting the seat beside her. "I'd welcome the company while we wait." Thomas hesitated a brief second more. He opened the door slowly, and slid out of the car awkwardly. It was difficult getting out with the seat pushed forward all the way. He grabbed his hat, but wasn't really sure why. From inside the car, Anna watched amused. She saw Thomas put his hat on and walk slowly around the front of the car. He seemed to be taking his time. At one point, he stopped, seeming to have second doubts, but then continued forward. Anna chuckled. Thomas was fidgeting with his hands. He was also looking all around, clearly nervous that someone might see him sliding into the backseat of the car. Finally, he made his way to the opposite side door, opened it, and slid in. As he did so, his hat bumped the roof of the car, and tumbled off his head. Thomas caught it, and held it on his lap. Thomas looked straight ahead, very aware that Ms. Roberts was eyeing him up and down. He stole quick sideward glances at her high-heels and thin, olive-complexioned ankles. And those legs, he thought to himself, so long, elegant and sexy. "My sister asked me to get your phone number, Thomas. Did you hear her ask me that?" Thomas HAD heard that. He hadn't paid the sister too much attention. He was too busy checking out the gorgeous woman who would be his fare for the day. Still, he did recall the other girl saying something about wanting his phone number, and him being "cute". "Oh, well, I, ummm ... I have a girlfriend." Thomas said quietly. "Tsk, tsk," Anna said, sliding over the leather seat, closer to her young driver. "That's not going to stop you from giving me your phone number, is it?" Anna took the chauffeur's cap which Thomas was fumbling with on his lap. She placed it on her head, noticing the bulge in Thomas's lap approvingly. "How do I look?" she asked. Thomas glanced in her direction, surprised to see her face so close. He had felt and heard her slide closer, of course, but he hadn't expected her to be leaning in so close, too. The driver's cap was tilted at an angle on her head. She was looking directly at him, one eyebrow arched inquisitively. He glanced down and was startled to see that her blouse was all the way unbuttoned. Now when had that happened? Anna leaned in closer, nuzzling her nose in the crook of his neck. Her hand was resting on his thigh now, and started to slowly inch it's way toward his crotch. "How 'bout that phone number, Thomas?" she whispered in his ear. Her hand was on his throbbing cock now. She was squeezing it, trying to gauge it's length beneath the fabric of his dress slacks. Anna realized that all thoughts of Paul the sales exec were now gone from her head. 'My god,' Anna thought to herself. 'I don't know how my sister knows how to pick men with such massive cocks.' It's true -- Kelly seemed to have an instinct for finding men with giant dicks. In fact, Anna owed her marriage to Kelly, though she doubted her sister would recall the night she had picked Steve out from a crowded downtown bar. The two sisters had been been out celebrating Anna's recent promotion. They were both slightly drunk, and Kelly started making eye contact with some local across the bar. Well, one thing lead to another, and when some lesser, nerdy type asked Kelly to dance, Anna moved in on the cowboy. Before her younger sister was back from her dance, Anna had dragged Steve out of the bar, into his pickup, and given him the most amazing, mind-blowing blowjob of his life. They exchanged phone numbers, had a few dates, and were soon married. "Phone number?" Kelly licked Thomas' earlobe. "I, uh ... I r-r-really, can't." Thomas stammered. "That's ok," Anna said, turning his chin so that he was facing her. "I understand." Anna looked deep into his eyes, searching. She saw guilt and confusion and a little bit of fear. She licked her lips and moved in slowly to kiss him. With their lips pressed together, her fingers started fumbling with the belt at his waist. Anna's mouth was press tight against his, and when her mouth opened, she forced his mouth to open, too. Meanwhile, her fingers worked quickly at his belt. His buckle was undone after a few rapid twists of her fingers and wrist. Thomas kissed back, timidly at first. As Anna's finger slowly unzipped his trousers, his kisses became more firm and passionate. Anna's tongue probed into Thomas' mouth, as her hand slid over his cotton boxers. They were damp with his pre-cum, and it made her kissing and rubbing of his cock more frenzied. And then she slowed, and pulled away. Thomas opened his eyes, and suddenly became aware that Anna was ... topless. She had shrugged out of her blouse, it lay on the seat; her bra was draped over the back of the front seat. Anna was unbuttoning his shirt, as she watched him oogling her large breasts. Her nipples were very taut and perky, her aurioles very dark. After she pushed his shoulder off his shoulders and tugged it down around his arms, she sat there staring at him, the chauffeur's cap still angled to one side on her head. Thomas looked around. There were no other cars in the parking lot. It wouldn't have much mattered, he reminded himself. The windows were tinted. Anna reached down and picked up her smartphone. She was flipping through the app screens as Thomas tried to absorb her raving beauty. The sunlight glittered off that diamond ring on her wedding finger. "Here," she said, handing him the phone. "You don't need to tell me your phone number. Just enter it in the keypad." Thomas looked down at the phone, then at Anna. Then back at the phone. Anna was delighted at that lost, cornered look in his eyes. She tried not to laugh. "I'll tell you what," Anna said, pulling his legs toward her. She removed one of his dress shoes, and then the other. "While you figure how to dial in your phone number, I'm going to get you all the way naked.." And she did just that. She tugged and heaved, and twisted, and managed to get Thomas' slacks and boxers both pulled down around his ankles. "Mmmmmmm," Anna said, sliding back along his leg, marveling at the long, thick cock in front of her. "Yummy! Oh, Kelly ... you have big, cock radar." It had always been that way: Jimmy the tight end on the high school football team (Kelly's first boyfriend), her prom date David, two boyfriends in college (what were their names? Oh, who cares), Kelly's ex-boss ... Anna knew, because she had fucked every one of them, all behind Kelly's back. And now, Kelly had found her this limo driver. Anna lifted the cock with one hand. It was heavy. She bent down and kissed the little crown at the tip of Thomas' cock. A drop of pre-cum clung to her lips. Anna licked it off. "Mmmmmm," she moaned softly. Then she had an idea. She grabbed the phone from Thomas' hand, swiped a few buttons, and then handed it back. "Press the button," she told him. Thomas looked down at the phone, and noticed it was in camera mode. Anna was looking up at him, into the camera. She had his driver's cap on, and her lips were pursed in a pouting, duckface -- inches away from his cock. As he looked down through the phone, Anna took his cock into her warm, wet mouth. The screen was filled with the image of this dark-haired, sultry beauty, eyes staring up at him, with his cock in her mouth. He groaned and then ... He snapped the picture. Anna giggled. She lifted her face for only a moment and said, "Take another!" She then returned his cock to her mouth, and sucked on it avidly. Thomas took photo after photo. Occasionally, Anna would look upwards, into the camera, and then her eyes would wrinkle into a smile as she deliciously descended on his cock again. Anna took Thomas' cock deep into her mouth, gagging on it until her eyes watered. When she took her mouth off at last, a long streak of saliva clung from her lip and trailed to the tip of Thomas's cock. "Why don't you send those pictures to your phone, Thomas. I'm sure you'll want to wank off to them later." Thomas knew it was a trap, but didn't care. He punched in the number to his cell phone and started sending the pictures to himself, one by one. In the front seat, there was a "bleep, bleep" sound, as each picture arrived. "Mmmmm, you are so hard." Anna stroked his long, thick cock with her hand, jerking him slowly. Anna put Thomas's cock between her large, fleshy boobs, and then squeezed them tight around his shaft. She slid forward and back, tit-fucking him slowly. Anna looked up at him and winked. "I love your cock between my tits", she said. went the camera. "Switch to video," Anna urged. Thomas complied. "Are you on me now?" She asked. Thomas nodded the camera up and down. "Good. Because I'm going to suck you off." Anna didn't suck, but instead took one long lick on Thomas's cock. Thomas shivered. Anna looked right into the blinking light of the camera phone, and said, "I'm going to suck you until you cum, Thomas." Anna slurped her tongue around Thomas shaft, jerking him slowly. "I want your cum to fill my hot, little mouth." Anna winked into the camera once more, then turned her full attention to Thomas' cock. She bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, occasionally looking up at the camera to make sure it was still trained on her. Her hands jerked in unison with her sucking motions, sliding back and forth, twisting expertly as she coaxed Thomas toward orgasm. She could feel him building toward climax. His breath was ragged and his buttons were starting to lift off the couch, urging her on. "Cum for me, baby," she cooed, jacking him expertly with her hand. "CUMmmmmmm!" When the first spurt launched, she quickly put her lips back on his shaft -- but not before getting a thick, gooey glob across her cheek and nose. Anna sucked and gobbled hungrily at his seed, slurping it all up. She kept her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, even after his orgasm passed and he settled slowly, lazily into the seat. When he was finally spent, she looked up into camera, and stuck out her tongue. It was still coated and her mouth was full of jizz. Then she closed her mouth, closed her eyes, and swallowed. "Mmmmmm," she purred. She wiped the glob of cum from her nose and cheek with one finger, then licked hungrily at that, too. "So good!" While Thomas frantically keyed in the number pad sequence that would send the video to his phone, Anna got up on her knees. She reached behind her back, and holding the waistband of her skirt with one hand, she slowly undid the zipper near her behind. Thomas was thus treated to the sight of her massive, conical shaped breasts jutting forward proudly. Anna took her sweet time lowering the zipper of her skirt. Her eyes were on Thomas, while his eyes were mesmerized by her pink, puffy nipples. He dragged his eyes lower as she slowly lowered her skirt. She had to lift one hip, lower the skirt an inch, and then repeat on the other side. The skirt was extremely tight, so it took several, sassy hip moves back and forth to get it completely over her hips. From there, it easily slid down her legs. Anna left her thong on, but slid back on the seat to the far side of the car. As she slid back, she undid the elastic that held her ponytail. Her long, brunette hair came tumbling down around her shoulders. "C'mere," she whispered throatily to her driver, gesturing with one finger. Anna slowly spread her legs, putting one ankle up on top of the seat back near Thomas' head and the other ankle atop the front seat. As Thomas closed in on her, she took the camera from his hand. Thomas could smell her scent, and he could see that the thin, black thong covering her womanhood was drenched with her juices. Anna snapped the first photo snapped as Thomas licked the front of her thong. "Oh yes, that's it baby. Lick me up." Thomas licked at her again, pressing harder with his tongue and tasting her juices as they soaked through the silky fabric. Thomas heard the bleep, bleep sounds from the front seat, and knew that Anna was sending these photos to his phone, too. He hoped like hell he wasn't near his data plan limit! Thomas slid Anna's thong to one side, exposing her pink, swollen pussy. He heard the faint sound of a ringing telephone. He realized it was coming from Anna's phone above him. Anna had switched from the camera app to the calling app. But why? Nanny for a Week Ch. 02 Anna's hand went to the back of his head, pulling his face into the juncture of her thighs, as she spoke on the phone. "Hey, sis ... it's me. My flight got canceled," Anna said. Anna's fingers roamed through the curls of Thomas' hair, then she applied a slight pressure to urge his continued actions at her clit. Thomas licked and sucked at her clitoris, which was puffed up, hard and nubby. "Ooooh, yeah," she said, lifting Thomas' chin so that he was looking up at her. "It sucks." Her eyes were smouldering as she stared into his own. She stuck her tongue out and licked the air, willing him to do the same. Thomas thrust his tongue deep down into her pussy. "Mmmm, but I'm feeling good now," she said into the phone. "Trying to get a new flight. Where are you?" Thomas had paused temporarily, to pull the thin-strapped thong over her hips. Anna lifted buttocks up off the seat, delighted that the motion caused more of Thomas' tongue to thrust inside her cunt. Thomas pulled the thong over her hips and then down her thighs. "Where is my husband?" Anna purred. Thomas tensed, but she pulled his head back down to her pussy lips and encouraged him to continue where he left off. Thomas slid one finger into her pussy. While his tongue lashed Anna's clit, his thumb rimmed the puffy exterior of her anus. This motion of tongue, finger and thumb caused Anna to shiver uncontrollably. "Oh, yeah," she said, no longer talking directly into the phone. "I love that." Thomas was turning out to be much more adept than Anna first gave him credit. His finger was sliding deeper into her cunt, while his thumb continued to rim her asshole. Soon, her entire body started to spasm. "Oh, fuck," she whispered hoarsely. Anna brought the phone quickly back to her lips. "Kelly, did you really want Thomas' phone number?" At that moment, Anna's whole body exploded. She clutched at the back of Thomas' head, holding his mouth tightly at her pussy, rubbing his rough whiskers against her mons, pussy lips and clit. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Anna cried in a whispered scream. She was biting her hand to try and keep quiet. She dropped the phone down near Thomas head, so it was Thomas who heard Kelly speaking. "Thomas?" he heard Kelly ask faintly. "Who is Thomas? Oh. Ooooh. Yes, I'd love that. Get it for me. Can you? I'd love that." Anna didn't hear, because she was still quivering, her entire body racked from the orgasm she had just experienced. Down between her thighs, Thomas was still mercilessly tongueing her, licking and nibbling. It was too much. She had to get him to stop. Anna pulled Thomas' chin up. He rose to his knees. Her legs were splayed wide to either side of him. Anna noticed he was already getting hard again. She pushed him back on the seat, then lowered her lips onto that delicious, meaty cock again. "Oh fuck. YES. YESSSSSS!" Anna heard from the tiny speakers on her phone. She chuckled. Kelly must be really excited to have Thomas's phone number. Anna felt a brief twinge of jealousy, but she knew that if Thomas and Kelly did start dating, she'd be able to see and have more of this limo driver's big dick. Much more. Anna picked up the phone. "Hey, Ms. Overly Excited. Hello?" she laughed. "Are you there?" "You got his number?" Kelly asked, breathlessly. Anna sucked Thomas' prick deep into her mouth. "Mmbffth, of course." She looked up at Thomas as she bobbed her lips over the head of his cock. He shook his head, rolled his eyes, and Anna just laughed. "I, ummm, ahh ... I teased it out of him." "That's great," Kelly sounded genuinely thankful. "Really great. Amazing great. Thank you." "Quite alright, sis," Anna said between sucks on Thomas cock. It was rock hard and stiff now, and she was aching to have it placed into another hole. "My pleasure, actually." Anna returned to her administrations, sucking and bobbing, jerking Thomas faster and faster. She wasn't being at all quiet, and she desperately hoped that her cell phone wasn't picking up the slurping and gurgling noises she making as she sucked on her driver's cock. She could feel him getting ready to climax, but she didn't want him in her mouth. Not this time. Anna lay back on the seat, sliding back to her original position -- legs spread wide, ankles high upon opposite seats. "Anna?" Kelly's voice was faint and far away in the phone. Did she ask her a question? If so, Anna completely missed it. "No problem, sis," Anna said into the phone, gesturing "come here" again with her finger. "Anything for you," she said into the phone, but her words and attention were entirely for Thomas. He slid forward without hesitation. Anna took his shaft in one hand while holding the phone in the other. Slowly, she rubbed his cockhead up and down her slit. "Mmmmmmmmm!" she sighed. "I'm going to have to part my legs more for you. You're big." Anna was gripped in a passion frenzy now. Her whole body was on fire. She realized she had to get her sister off the phone, and ... "Soon," she whispered to Thomas. Then, turning into the phone, she told her sister, "Make sure my husband gets off to work on time." She pulled Thomas toward her, the head of his cock pushed into her, deliciously slow and deliberate. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm!" Anna groaned. Thomas kept pushing his way into her, deeper and deeper, burying his shaft until he was all the way in. "Anna?" Kelly was whispering into the phone. "Yes?" Anna whispered back. "I better get to that now," Kelly said. "Getting Steve off. To work I mean." "Okay," Anna said, her breathing faint and rapid. "I need to get off, too. Gotta finish my ride before my next flight. Love you, I'll call." Anna hung up the phone. Her entire body was on fire. She had a extremely urgent need to get her pussy pounded. RIGHT NOW. "Fuck me," she begged. Thomas did not need any more coaxing. He pulled one of Anna's legs to his shoulder, and held it tight for leverage. He slid his cock slowly out and then slammed it back in. "FUCK!" Anna shouted out loudly. Thomas repeated the motion, pounding into Anna again and again. Anna writhed and squirmed on the leather seat. "Oh, that's it baby!" She panted. "Oh, shit, that's it!" Thomas pulled himself out of her completely, then pulled her back on the seat so that she was lying flat on her back. He pushed her legs back, bending them at the knees, then sunk his massive rod into her sopping, wet hole. "Oh my god," Anna whimpered, as he shoved himself into her cunt roughly. Thomas pumped in and out of her, faster and faster. Anna grabbed under her knees and pulled her legs back, and spread herself even wider. Thomas kept bouncing, plunging his pole in and out of her. "Oh yes," she cried. "FUCK ME, FUCK MEeeeeeiiiiieeee!!!" Anna could feel the car rocking viciously back and forth. She pinched her nipples hard as her second orgasm sent her entire body into massive convulsions. Thomas had the decent courtesy to slow down as Anna eased through the end of her orgasm. But when she was done, she could feel that he was still rock hard and stiff inside her. "Fuck me doggy-style," Anna begged. "Make me cum again." In the tight confines of the car, they scrambled and changed positions again. Anna had to lower the side window, and Thomas had to stick his head partially out the sunroof. Anna wiggled her round butt in Thomas' direction, as his thick cock slapped against her thigh. "Come on, lover boy, ride me -- Unnnh! Ride me hard." Thomas shoved his cock between her pussy lips. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard. "Holy shit," Anna cried. She gripped the door, and on his next thrust, she slammed herself back to meet him. "OH, WOW ... HOLY FUCK!" Both of their bodies were a sheen of sweat, as the car rocked steadily back and forth. Though neither of them realized it, a couple of the spotters in the control tower had a binocular trained on them, and were taking turns watch. They could see Anna's head out the window, and her breasts swaying just inside the car door. The way the car was rocking back and forth, and the way she kept looking back into the car, and then back out the window, with her lips pursed in an "O" -- it really didn't require much imagination to know what was happening down there. "Pound that pussy," Anna looked back at Thomas with a desperate look. "CUM INSIDE ME." Thomas thrust his hips forward. "Yes," she cried, her body tensing up for her own orgasm. Thomas slammed into her again, "Yes!!" Anna cried, "Oh, god, NOW!" Thomas grunted, and she could feel him splurt splurt deep inside her. "Yes, yes, yes!" Anna screamed. She could feel his cum oozing out of her as she rubbed her clit vigorously with three fingers. And then stars exploded behind her eyes as her own orgasm burst forth. "OH MY GAWWWWWWWWWD!" Anna continued to slide back and forth on Thomas' dick, slower and slower, until her orgasm fully subsided. "That was so fucking good," she tossed her hair back over her shoulder as she looked back at him. "I'm glad my flight was delayed, Thomas." "I am, too, Ms. Roberts."